Halloween: The Series.
     Episode 3.13: Season of the Damned.

Open on a shot of Haddonfield.

ADAM (VO): Previously on Halloween: The Series.

We see Tommy, Debra and Adam confronting Manfred and Heinrich in the warehouse.

TOMMY: Vincent, the Zombies, the Poltergeist… it’s all you isn’t it?

MANFRED: I’m a reasonable man. Stay out of our business and we’ll stay out of yours.

We see images of zombies crawling from the ground. We see Debra’s mother looking scared and another zombie appear. We see the 
Vampire Vincent (1.3 & 3.5) and we see the furniture floating from the Poltergeist (3.11).

We then see Tommy cradling Carly after Michael has killed her, we see his eyes fill with rage. We see Tommy standing, emotionless over 
his wife’s grave. We cut to him screaming at Nadia.

TOMMY: You think I don’t feel the pain for Carly!?  She was everything to me!

Finally we see him standing, eyes filled with hatred.

TOMMY: Thorn will pay.

Fade to Black.

Fade in on: “SS RONTH INC Offices, Chicago”. The tall building disappears into darkness as a thunderstorm erupts over the city. Rain 
shoots down and attacks the pavement with a barrage of erosion. 

A taxi pulls up and a lone figure clambers out into the night, opening an umbrella to try and shelter himself from the storm. He is dressed 
in a long rain coat, hooded to hide his face, and he carries a large brown envelope. He slams the door shut and heads over to the main 
entrance, every put step drowned out by the heavy rain. Lightning crashes overhead. 

He stands before the main entrance and looks up at the company logo, three lines pointing out from a centre that contains the “SS” letters. 
He’s at the right place. He turns from the main entrance and walks towards the side of the building, an alley between two structures. He 
heads down it to a large metal side door. He slams on it once, waits a few moments and then knocks three times quietly. 
     Moments later a panel on the door slides open and a pair of eyes stare out.

EYE MAN: Have you got it?

COURIER: It took some searching but we did it.

The panel slides back across and we hear the sounds of bolts sliding across. The door creaks open and the Courier dashes in out of the rain, 
putting his umbrella down as he does. 

Back Entrance Room: It’s just a small area with two other exits, a locked door and a stairway heading up. The Courier turns to see the man
at the door… it is Ryder (2.21, 2.22), the Thorn heavy last seen fleeing from the police with a bullet wound. 

RYDER: He was starting to wonder when you’d arrive.

COURIER: The Agency always delivers.

He holds up the package for Ryder to see. The heavy simply nods and turns indicates for them to go up the stairs.

Office: Ryder and the Courier enter another small room but this one is very cluttered. A desk sits, covered in boxes and files, paper scatters 
the floor. One whole wall is taken up by shelving loaded with electronic equipment including a Video Player and TV. A figure sits in a resolving 
chair, facing away. 

RYDER: Sir, the man from The Agency is here. He has the package.

The figure stands and we notice the hat he’s wearing… and the clink of boots as he steps around. The voice that echoes is the familiar, deep, 
unfamiliar one we know.

MIB: Pay him.

Ryder reaches into his jacket and hands a wad of bills. The Courier grins.

MIB: Please wait downstairs, I cannot let you leave until I have verified the tape.

COURIER: Sure.

He turns and leaves. Ryder turns to the MiB  who lifts off his hat and pulls away the face mask to reveal… Willow Cochran. His voice has 
returned to normal.

WILLOW: Put it in.

Ryder inserts the tape as Willow sits again to watch.

The screen is blank.

RYDER: That lying son of….

WILLOW: Wait.

The screen flickers and a logo appears on screen… a Clover. It forms into the logo of Silver Shamrock before fading into that of three 
Halloween masks “dancing”.

VIDEO: Three more days till Halloween, Halloween, Halloween. Three more days till Halloween, Silver Shamrock!

Fade to black.

     The Halloween Theme begins to play as we rise up over Haddonfield. The title card appears reading:

HALLOWEEN: the series
     
     The music becomes a far more rock and roll version of the theme tune and various images from seasons one and two flash up. The
cast characters are named as:
Paul Rudd as TOMMY DOYLE
Carrie-Anne Moss as DEBRA LOOMIS
Johnny Depp as LONNIE ELAMB
Rebecca Gayheart as HELEN JACOBS
with 
Colin Baker as ADAM TRAVERS.

Fade in on 

     “About One Year Ago”: We see Tommy, Debra, Lonnie and Adam standing, looking up at a large factory. Adam holds a “Shape” mask. 
The factory belongs to “SS RONTH INC” and is the location in episode 2.10… in fact this seems to be the very same night as that episode 
ended.

ADAM: We can’t let them distribute these masks.

LONNIE: I dunno, I wouldn’t mind giving one to Mrs Blankenship…  

TOMMY: Somehow I can’t see her going all serial killer on us.

LONNIE: It’d be a laugh.

DEBRA: Look, this is serious. These masks caused Adam to attack us, they’re dangerous. 

Lonnie’s eyes narrow.

LONNIE: I say we burn the bastard down.

ADAM: Don’t you think we might get into trouble young man?

LONNIE: Tommy’s nailing an FBI chick, we can do what we want.

Tommy just glares at him.

LONNIE: Look, anyone got any better ideas?

We cut to the gang driving away as the factory goes up in flames. 

Fade to: Present, Tommy is in his bed dreaming… or rather having some kind of nightmare by the looks of it. He tosses and turns, his face 
anguished.

CARLY: Tommy, promise me nothing bad will ever come between us.

TOMMY: Why would you say something like that, Carly?

CARLY: Just promise.

TOMMY: Of course.  Nothing will ever come between us.

CARLY (pauses): I’ll be back.  I’m going to get a glass of water.

TOMMY: Don’t take too long.  I might get lonely.

CARLY: I’ll never let you be lonely.

	Carly kisses him passionately as she stands to leave the room.  She walks over to the door, turns, and smiles at Tommy, who smiles 
back.  Carly opens the door to leave.  Michael Myers is standing on the other side.  He tilts his head.  Carly’s eyes widen as he lunges forward, 
sticking a knife into her chest.  Carly screams as Tommy sits up.

TOMMY: No-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o!

Tommy is sat up in bed panting, the sweat pouring off of his body and soaking the sheets. There is something in his eyes, a horror that is 
vanishing, his expression hardening. His eyes burn with hatred and he rips himself from the bed and rushes over to his wall and tears down 
two handfuls of clippings. He spins to a mirror and looks at himself… he can only get out one word, filled with spite.

TOMMY: Thorn.

Fade to Black.

Open on, Morning, May30th 1992: The sun is shining down, slowly removing the signs of rain that plagued Illinois the night before. We look 
out over a peaceful field as birds fly through the air and a small animal rushes towards the undergrowth. Suddenly a loud engine is heard 
and we see Adam’s Van driving up along a dirt track, we pan around to see he is heading into town. 

As he drives we see Lonnie and Debra walking towards him, hand in hand. Adam applies the breaks and pulls over. As they reach him he 
clambers followed by an excited Wolf who jumps up at Lonnie.

LONNIE: Whoa!

DEBRA: Wolf seems to have taken a liking to you Lonnie.

ADAM: No surprising me there, they’re as troublesome as each other.

LONNIE: Except I’m much more cuddly. 

Debra smiles.

DEBRA: Definitely.

Lonnie looks at Adam.

LONNIE: Just don’t ever tell anyone I used the word “cuddly”. Ever.

ADAM: I’ll bare that in mind.

DEBRA: We were just on our way up to visit you, where are you going?

ADAM: Just down into town for supplies. Been working so much I never realised how short of food I was getting. And Wolf here grabbed my last 
stake last night.

Lonnie grins and pats the dog.

LONNIE: Go Wolfie.

ADAM: Indeed. Anyway, was there any reason you were planning on visiting me?

DEBRA: Actually yes. 

Debra reaches into her pocket and pulls out a newspaper clipping. She unfolds it and shows it to Adam.

It is an article and picture, the headline reading “Abduction from Child Clinic” and the picture shows a young girl being pulled into a van
by the Man in Black. However, the picture is very blurred and fairly small.

DEBRA: The picture was taken from a security camera.

ADAM: When did this happen?

LONNIE: Four days ago in, wait for it, California. 

ADAM: California? Where did you get this clipping from then?

DEBRA: A old college friend sent it to me.

LONNIE: Ever since Car… Tommy went all crazy Debra’s had her colleagues and friends send her any info on unusual child patients.

DEBRA: The girl, Jennifer Aldred, was admitted after attacking her sister… she was described as “devoid of emotion”.

ADAM: Have you seen Tommy about this?

Debra looks down awkwardly.

DEBRA: Not yet. It’s just I’m not sure whether he’d be interested… I wanted to get your thoughts first.

LONNIE: I told her it wasn’t worth the effort but she’s stubborn.

ADAM: I’ll ignore that comment young man. 

He passes the clipping back to Debra.

ADAM: I think you should talk to Tommy, see what he thinks. If needs be we’re all here but see him first. That’s my two pence worth anyway.

LONNIE: Gee, value for money there.

ADAM (ignoring Lonnie): I’ll head down to do my shopping and head over to Tommy’s after.

Debra smiles and nods.

DEBRA: Alright, see you later.

He watches as Debra and Lonnie head off, disapproval on his face. He looks down at Wolf.

ADAM: I should be happy for them but I can’t help but feel she could do better.

Wolf nuzzles his master’s hand as Adam sighs and goes to clamber back into his Camper Van.

Haddonfield Police Station: We see Deputy Robbie sat at his desk going through a mountain of paperwork. He sighs and looks down at his 
watch. It’s almost exactly 1o’clock in the afternoon. He gets up from his desk and looks around, nobody is paying any attention to him. He 
heads out.

Alley Way outside Police Station: Robbie walks into it carrying a large file under his arm, he heads over to where Tommy waits for him.

TOMMY: Dead on time.

ROBBIE: Don’t make it sound so ominous. 

TOMMY: Sorry to ask you for this but I have things I need to do.

ROBBIE: Vigilante, law ignoring things probably, which is why I don’t want to be linked to you. What’s with the sudden rush, you could have asked 
for this info months ago, why now?

Tommy looks up coldly.

TOMMY: Ever woken up and everything has suddenly been crystal clear? Where everything that has befallen you makes sense and you know, deep 
inside your very soul, what it is you have to do.

ROBBIE: Not…

TOMMY: I knew what I had to do this morning. I declared war.

Suddenly his face goes calmer.

TOMMY: So, can I see?

Robbie seems a bit hesitant, concerned about Tommy’s state.

ROBBIE: Uh…yeah, sure…it’s all there.

Tommy opens up the folder and looks down at a picture of WILLOW COCHRAN, standing in a corridor with Ryder by his side.

ROBBIE: The pictures are from the Hospital attack last October. Most of them got away, we didn’t get anyone alive. All the information we could 
muster on him is there but, I’m warning you, it’s not much.

TOMMY: That’s fine. Thank you.

He turns and heads off as Robbie watches in concern.

Blankenship House, midday: Debra and Lonnie enter Tommy’s room and look around.

LONNIE: Well there’s a warm welcome.

DEBRA: I guess we should wait for him to come back.

LONNIE: I say we steal all his stuff. Teach him to lock his door more often.

Debra hits him playfully.

LONNIE: You know I love it when you get rough.

Debra bites her lip and then shakes her head side to side.

DEBRA: You are so unbelievable. 

LONNIE: Don’t I know it.

DEBRA: That’s not the way I meant it.

They pause and look at each other, leaning in for a brief kiss. As they break apart Debra looks over at the ripped cuttings and sighs.

LONNIE: Looks like he’s hit another rough patch. Or rougher patch. I don’t actually think he has any smooth patches left.

DEBRA: It’s not just Tommy…

Lonnie puts a arm around her shoulder.

LONNIE (coldly):Wayne.

DEBRA: Helen is upset and calling social services didn’t help. Now she doesn’t seem to want anything to do with me.

LONNIE: You don’t know that.

DEBRA: She never turned up for her last session…

Lonnie smiles and leans forward to look in Debra’s eyes.

LONNIE: Tell you what. You stay here and wait for Tommy and I’ll go see if I can have a talk with Helen, sort this stuff out.

Debra smiles.

DEBRA: You never cease to surprise me Lonnie Elamb.

She kisses him again, this time longer; they wrap their arms around each other and hold each other close. Eventually they reluctantly break 
apart and Lonnie opens the door.

LONNIE: Good luck with Tommy.

DEBRA: Good luck with Helen.

They smile at each other as Lonnie leaves, the door closing behind him.

Cut to:
The Mansion, Dining Hall (3.11): The thick curtains blot out the sun and candles illuminate the room. The table is laid out with a spectacular 
platter of foods and wine; a far cry from the pretty run down area around it. Sat at the table are the Aristocracy of the Night; three elegantly
dressed Vampires down each side, a Female Vampire at the tables end… at the head of the table sits Manfred with LAMHIA (3.11) and 
Heinrich Reynard sat at round the corners either side of him.

MANFRED: My friends, I cannot stress how glad I am that you have joined us here in Haddonfield. It gives me such satisfaction to know that so 
many of you have the same vision and ambition as I.

A oriental looking vampire of great age speaks.

VAMPIRE #1: We would be foolish to pass up the opportunity. The Raising will reshape this world.

MANFRED: More than that. It will restore to us the power we lost centuries ago when ideas of democracy and freedom drove us all from our kingdoms. 
But no longer shall we be content with ruling over the simple peasants from our native soil. We shall, for once and for all, take our rightful places as the 
Lords of Man.

The others raise their glasses to this and sip their red wine… it is wine? No, aside from Heinrich’s, all the glasses are filled with chilled vintage 
blood.

MANFRED: Thank you. And before we indulge ourselves with the finer things in life I would like to offer my apologies in holding this meeting during 
daylight. It was sadly unavoidable as we have other business to attend to tonight as I am sure you can appreciate. Now please, enjoy.

As they begin to pour over the feast we fade to black.

Blankenship House, 1:15pm: We see Debra repairing the last of Tommy’s newspaper clippings as he bursts in through the door.

TOMMY: Debra!

DEBRA: There you are, I’ve been waiting here for over an hour!

Tommy seems strangely full of energy.

TOMMY: Sorry, things to do. 

He throws the file to Debra who opens it to the picture of Willow.

TOMMY: His names Willow Cochran and, as far as official records go, he’s a board member for ‘SS Ronth Inc’. Ring any bells?

DEBRA: The Halloween masks…

TOMMY: He’s also the guy who tried to kill me in hospital last Halloween. Now here’s the interesting thing… we all know “Ronth” is just a dodgy 
anagram of Thorn but ever wondered what the “SS” stood for?

Debra is completely caught up in Tommy’s non-stop “rant”.

DEBRA: Not really…

TOMMY: It seems ‘SS Ronth Inc’ is actually a fairly new firm that came into existence in  1983 when it brought up all the shares, rights and stock of another company… called Silver Shamrock. Silver Shamrock produced huge numbers of Halloween masks and was owned by a one, wait for it, Conal Cochran.

DEBRA: Cochran…

TOMMY: Willow’s father, Irish born and bred. 

DEBRA: So what happened to Conal Cochran and Silver Shamrock?

TOMMY: That’s just it… there are no clear records. Just that after Halloween 1982 the company went broke and, get this, the Government claimed 
all assets and had the entire stock burnt. If it hadn’t been for Thorn stepping in Silver Shamrock  and everything related to it would have been destroyed.

DEBRA: So what your saying is Willow Cochran bought his fathers own company after it went bust and set up ‘SS Ronth Inc’ and that the Government, 
for some reason, destroyed all stock. And what happened to Conal?

TOMMY: Believed killed when, surprise, surprise, the main factory was destroyed in an explosion over in California.

This jogs something in Debra’s memory.

DEBRA: California!

TOMMY: Huh?

DEBRA: That’s what I was waiting to tell you. It seems our mysterious friend in black kidnapped a girl in California, a girl who had attacked her sister 
without motive.

TOMMY: Where was this?

DEBRA: I’m not sure…I have the piece here…

She gets the article out her pocket and Tommy quickly grabs.

TOMMY: Damn, I was right! This happened only a town over from the Santa Mira where Silver Shamrock was based. Good work, Debra!

He grabs his coat and heads to the door.

DEBRA: Where the hell are you going?

TOMMY: California of course, a flight leaves in a couple of hours and I don’t want to miss it.

DEBRA: We should get the others!

TOMMY: No time. Come if you’re coming.

Tommy is out the door and gone. Against her better judgement Debra quickly follows.

Cut to: Lonnie speeding through Haddonfield on his bike. He spots Greg Bradford heading along carrying a bag of shopping; he swerves and 
skids to a halt by the young male.

GREG: Shit, you trying to fucking kill me?

LONNIE: I’m looking for Helen, can’t find her in any of the usual places.

GREG: How the fuck would I know where she is?

LONNIE: Because you’re her friend?

GREG: Nicole was my girlfriend, didn’t stop her trying to kill me. Didn’t stop me from actually killing her. So with that record I don’t see why I should 
actually give a damn about where Helen and Garry have gone off too.

Greg starts walking off, Lonnie watches him angrily.

LONNIE: You’re fucked up kid, you know that. 

Greg continues walking, not looking back.

GREG: Fuck you.

Lonnie sighs and revs his bike.

LONNIE: Well, at least I know she’s with Garry now.

He pulls away and speeds off.

Cut to: The outer areas of Haddonfield, an old farm area. We see Garry sat on the edge of a crumbling old well with Helen led in the grass 
next to him. A few cans of drink and empty bags of crisps are scattered around and they’ve obviously been there a while. The time is now 
2:00pm. 

GARRY: …and that was after?

HELEN: Yeah. It’s so strange.

GARRY: You’re telling me. I mean, a few years ago all we had to worry about were homework and Dad. Now we get Werewolves, Vampires, 
Zombies and Anti-creation.

HELEN: It’s hard loosing so many friends.

GARRY: And yet this town doesn’t seem to notice a damn thing. It’s like…

Helen interrupts.

HELEN: Lost to the dark forces, gathering ever closer…

Garry looks down at Helen confused.

GARRY: What the..

Helen’s eyes are closed as she lays back in the grass, her body tense, her voice getting faster and higher.

HELEN: The epicentre of Evil, untapped energy being prepared. And a darkness across the land as the time of the Raising brings about the final 
days and the Great Ash Tree goes rotten down to its very roots!

Flash images: Thousands of figures shambling across a field of ash and decay.

Helen’s eyes snap open and Garry jumps down from his perch and helps her sit up. She seems dazed and confused.

GARRY: Helen, are you alright?

HELEN: I… I don’t know… was I dreaming…?

Garry holds her tight to him as tears well up in her eyes.

GARRY: It’s ok Helen. We have each other. We’ll always have each other.

MALE (VO): Hey!

Garry looks up to see Richie and Keith running over to them.

GARRY: Oh, it’s you two.

KEITH: Whatever man, just thought we’d let you know some seriously freaky shit’s happening over at the old Tower Manor.

GARRY: What do you mean? That place has been abandoned for years.

RICHIE: That’s what we figured, perfect place to get wasted.

KEITH: We get there right and this fucking nut case comes out threatening us to get off his property. Said if we told anyone it’d bring “dire 
consequences”, some crap like that anyway.

Garry raises and eyebrow.

GARRY: So you came and told the first people you saw?

RICHIE: Hell yeah. Uh… maybe that wasn’t such a good idea.

KEITH: That ain’t all though. We figured we weren’t gonna let some old dick scare us off so we doubled back around the side, decided to get a 
look inside.

GARRY: And?

KEITH: Freaky shit, the old guy had a ton of sacks, dunno what was in them but it made enough noise to wake the dead.

HELEN (VO): Bones.

They turn to look at Helen whose gaze is a few metres away where the remains of some bird sits, the skeleton clear to see.

HELEN: Bags of bones.

We close up on the carrion and fade to black.

Fade in on: An Aeroplane taking off, the time 6:00pm. We cut to onboard where Tommy is sat, staring out the window with Debra next 
to him.

DEBRA: I honestly cannot believe this.

TOMMY: What?

DEBRA: We should have got the others, at least let them know where were going.

TOMMY: You left a message on Lonnie’s phone, what else do you want?

DEBRA: Him here.

Tommy looks at Debra and sighs.

TOMMY: Don’t you see Debra? We have to take the fight to them, we can’t sit around waiting for the next attack; we have to show them we won’t 
take their shit!

A forty year old women in the seats opposite stares at Tommy as if he were insane. He shoots her a glance that quickly makes her turn away, 
a look of terror on her face.

Tommy lays his hand on Debra’s.

TOMMY: Debra I need you, I need all of you. But we couldn’t waste time finding the others. If we’d missed this flight we would have wasted countless
time. If Willow Cochran is in California I want to find him and…

DEBRA: And what? Tommy, we still don’t know anything about him. We know Thorn is a Cult, we know they are involved with Michael Myers and
 keep him. We know they have agents everywhere. But what do they want, where is this going? Can’t you see you’re getting reckless… how did this 
sudden enthusiasm come out? Tommy, what’s happened to you?

Tommy takes his hand away and turns to look out the window.

TOMMY: Thorn will pay.

The camera view comes out of the plane window and pans across the outside of the plane, the beginning of the Halloween Theme in the 
background. It slows as it comes to another window where a figure sits about two or three ‘cabins’ down… he turns to look out at us as 
the Theme hits its zenith and we see Willow Cochran!

The plane continues towards California.

Haddonfield, Dusk: Lonnie knocks on the door loudly.

LONNIE: Josh! Ah who am I kidding, he’s out with Sue somewhere.

 He fishes through his pockets, find his keys and unlocks the door. He walks into his home and collapses on the sofa, exhausted.

LONNIE: Typical, she turns up constantly when you ain’t thinking about her but as soon as you want to find her… nope, not a sign.

He notices his answer machine flashing. He gets up to see it when there’s a knock at the door. He heads over and opens it to reveal 
Garry and Helen. Lonnie throws his head back and shouts to the ceiling.

LONNIE: Why do you hate me so?

GARRY: Nice to see you too.

LONNIE: Come in.

Lonnie shuts the door behind them and heads into the Living Room.

LONNIE: I’ve spent most of today looking for you. 

GARRY: Haddonfield’s bigger than it looks.

HELEN: Lonnie, there’s danger.

Lonnie looks at her blankly.

LONNIE: This is Haddonfield, there’s always danger.

There’s another knock at the door. 

LONNIE: What now?

He heads out the room, moments later he and Adam reappear.

LONNIE: She wasn’t there?

ADAM: Nor was Tommy. No clue as to where they’ve gone.

Lonnie collapses on the sofa. 

LONNIE: Something’s wrong, Debra wouldn’t just go without leaving a…

He then notices the answering machine.

LONNIE: Bingo.

The Mansion: We see Manfred stood in the Dining Room, curtains now wide open to the darkness outside. He watches the first few stars 
above as Lamhia approaches him.

LAMHIA: Dear Heinrich is ready for you. 

MANFRED: Thank you Lamhia. I will join you shortly.

Elamb Residence: The gang sit around, Lonnie looking annoyed.

LONNIE: I can’t believe Tommy dragged her out there like that!

Adam stands solemn.

ADAM: I’m forced to agree, it was very reckless. However, Debra was right not to let him go alone.

Garry coughs and everyone turns to look at him.

GARRY: Now I don’t know exactly what’s going on with that but it’s done now, we won’t be able to follow them quickly so what about dealing 
with what’s happening here and now?

LONNIE: Yeah, and what’s that?

HELEN: We saw your friends Richie and Keith earlier, they said they were chased away from the old Tower Manor by some middle-aged man.

LONNIE: So, they were probably robbing him.

GARRY: Listen to her Lonnie! The guy had sacks full of bones. Or so Helen says.

Lonnie looks at Helen who nods.

HELEN: I saw it.

Lonnie looks over at Adam.

LONNIE: Do you think it could be…

ADAM: Our friend Heinrich? It’s a possibility.

LONNIE: Alright, we check it out. We go armed but stay in the shadows, strictly recon. We’ll wait another hour or so to get the best cover of 
darkness before moving out.

ADAM: That actually sounds like a sensible plan, I’m impressed.

Lonnie smiles.

LONNIE: From anyone else I’d take that as a compliment.

He turns to Garry.

LONNIE: Looks like you’re part of the gang now wolf boy.

GARRY: Hey!

Lonnie grins and tosses him a handgun.

Tower Manor, 7:50pm: Lonnie is seen approaching the rear entrance to the building, keeping mainly to the extensive undergrowth. He 
turns back and signals to the other three to join him. They rush over to the edge of the vegetation, about 4 metres from the boarded up 
entrance. They’re all dressed in dark clothes and Lonnie wears a belt with a crowbar and knife attached.
     They all talk in whispers.

LONNIE: Alright, they don’t seem to have any guards. That suggests they a) don’t expect any company and b) this isn’t there main haunt.

GARRY: How you figure that?

LONNIE: Even if they didn’t want to advertise there presence they’d have some kind of security around there HQ. I’m guessing this is just an 
available safe-house for other weird shit.

ADAM: You sounded like you knew what you were talking about up until the “weird shit”.

LONNIE: Not my fault if Commando films don’t feature the forces of darkness. Ready Garry?

Garry nods as Lonnie reaches down and grabs the crowbar. After a quick look around they dart over to the doorway; Lonnie starts removing 
the boards as quietly as he can, Garry holding them still.

Moments later: The group of four creep inside the abandoned manor, part of Haddonfields’ cultural heritage left to go to waste. They are 
in a long hallway leading to a doorway, two other doors going off to the sides; candles attached to the walls give the only flicker of light.

LONNIE: Alright, Garry and Adam head to the right door. Me and Helen will take the far one. Remember, only use your flashlights if you need to, 
we don’t want to draw attention to ourselves.

GARRY: You’re loving this.

LONNIE: Maybe a little. Let’s go.

Exterior, Tower Manor: A motorbike roars up outside and a figure gets off. Silhouetted, his head looks up and sniffs the air.

FIGURE: Elamb.

Tower Manor, Kitchen: The old kitchen seems to have been designed for a large staff and there are several rows of counters (think 
Jurassic Park-ish) covered in dust. Lonnie and Helen creep into the room.

LONNIE: Looks clear.

A noise. Something scratching in the darkness at the other end of the room. Lonnie switches on his flashlight and creeps forward, Helen 
behind him.

HELEN: Careful.

Lonnie pulls out one of his guns in the other hand as he heads to the source of the noise, a large cabinet. He reaches forward slowly, 
the sound stopping. He tightens his grip on the gun.
     He slowly reaches forward and grips the door…

MIAOW! A cat leaps out at him and runs under the cabinets as Lonnie falls back into Helen, resulting in both of them in a heap on the floor. 

LONNIE: Shit.

Tower Manor, Living Room: Adam stands at the edge of a large chalk circle. Garry looks down in disgust… the circle is filled with bones, 
surrounded by candles and mystical symbols scratched into the wooden flooring.

GARRY: What the fuck?

Adam turns to look at a small table on which sits what can only be described as a “shrine”. Candles sit in at each corner and a purple cloth 
covers the surface. Incense burns down and in the centre is a black and white photograph of a young women smiling. Adam slowly picks it 
up and turns it over, reading what’s scribbled on the back.

ADAM: Berlin, 1944.

He looks up to say something to Garry only to find a thick wooden staff swinging towards him. One blow knocks him out cold.

Tower Manor: Lonnie and Helen are back in the hallway, Lonnie heading to the opposite door.

LONNIE: We’ll check this room out, if it’s empty we’ll follow the others.

He goes to grip the handle when the door swings open.

LONNIE: What the…

The FIGURE steps forward, out of the shadows, and reveals himself to be Stig (3.2 & 3.11).

STIG: Hey Lonnie. Missed me?

He grins, his razor sharp teeth glinting in the candle light. Fade to Black.

Fade in on:
California, 9:30pm Illinois time: We see a hired car speeding along a road leaving a major city. Inside we see Tommy, hands tight on the 
wheel and Debra looking concerned.

TOMMY: We can reach Santa Mira within the hour as long as we get the directions right.

DEBRA: Which is going to be difficult cause it’s not on any maps we’ve seen.

TOMMY: We know the general area.

He looks at Debra and grins.

TOMMY: Thorn aren’t going to know what hit them.

Debra looks out the window and whispers to herself.

DEBRA: I’m not sure what it is we’re hitting them with.

Haddonfield, Tower Manor: Adam and Garry are tied up against the wall. Helen is sat crouched by her brother and Lonnie is held tight 
by Vampire #1. Stig and Lamhia are stood at each others side as Heinrich looks down at the piles of bones. Lonnie looks angrily at Stig.

LONNIE: You always were a asshole but even I didn’t think you’d sink this low.

STIG: Low? Lonnie, I’m higher than I’ve ever been thanks to Lamhia. If you hadn’t gotten involved with that Doyle guy you’d probably be here 
with me now.

LONNIE: Yeah, well, small mercies and all that.

HEINRICH: Silence!

He turns to Lonnie, his eyes blazing with fury.

HEINRICH: We gave you ample warning to get out of our business. It seems some of you heeded it and they get to live… for now. You, on the 
other hand, get to witness our power before becoming a victim of it.

LONNIE: Yeah, whatever you loony.

Heinrich storms over and backhands Lonnie across the face. Lonnie looks at him, nose bleeding.

LONNIE: Someone’s strung pretty tight.

Lamhia come sup behind Heinrich and rests a hand on his shoulder.

LAMHIA: Please, calm down Heinrich. 

LONNIE: Heinrich huh? Ain’t that a beer Adam’s always drinking? And what’s your bosses name anyway, don’t think we caught that?

LAMHIA: Our is Lord Manfred Von Guile not that that will make any different to you.

She smiles and turns to Heinrich.

LAMHIA: We have work to do. 

He nods and turns back to the bones.

HEINRICH: Raising Zombies is all very well but they come apart far too easily. What you’re about to witness is a far more refined form of Necromancy. 

HELEN: Bones…

LONNIE: You have me shitting me.

Heinrich tips his head back, his eyes go a deep black and dark words unpronounceable to men spill from his lips. Energy crackles through 
the room and surround the bones.

Adam’s eyes widen in shock.

The bones slip together, slowly standing and forming into FOUR complete Skeletons. Heinrich sighs, weak from the spell before turning to 
the prisoners, a sinister smile on his lips.

HEINRICH: No brains to destroy, no flesh to cut. Swifter movements and less susceptible to harm. Fresh skeletons suitable for this kind of animation
are hard to come by but I believe we will soon have four more.

LAMHIA: Delicious. 

Lonnie smiles.

LONNIE: You guys are so predictable. Capture us, tell us what you’re gonna do with us and fail to assume we might actually have a back up plan. 
Fail to realise that one of us might be wearing a wire…

We hear a screech of tires.

STIG: What the…?

The room explodes into chaos as a TRUCK smashes through the far wall, JOSH JAMISON at the wheel. It comes to a halt as the old 
building crashes around. Lonnie and Vampire #1 are throw to the floor, Lonnie quick as a flash rips his guns form the vampires pockets 
and unloads a clip into Stig who is knocked to the floor by the impact. Helen, as if on cue, jumps up and grabs a dagger thrown to her 
by Josh. She turns and with a swift, sharp move cuts easily through the ropes binding her brother and Adam.

ADAM: Careful with that Helen, you’ll have an eye out.

HELEN: With luck.

Heinrich turns to the Skeletons and, responding to some unheard command, they lean down and pick up four swords from the floor that
had been mingled with the bones.

LONNIE: Shit!

He lifts his gun to shoot when Lamhia moves in front of him, her eyes a cool, warm colour.

LAMHIA: There is no need for violence. We can all be friends here.

He is transfixed. Skeleton #1 thrusts at Adam who dodges the blow as Josh grabs an axe form the truck and swings it. The axe imbeds 
in the ribcage but doesn’t harm the creature.

JOSH: Ah, crap.

Skeleton #1 swings at him but he pulls out the axe, dodging the blow and whacking the creatures hand. It drops the sword which Adam 
manages to catch before it hits the ground. He spins around and instantly engages in a violent sword fight with both Skeleton #2 and #3… 
and he seems to be matching them quite well!
     Garry ploughs into Skeleton #1, knocking it to the floor where he attempts to hold it down, not without considerable effort. Josh goes 
to help when Skeleton #4 swings its blade down, barely missing the young man. He grabs at one of its ribs and tries to pull it out but the 
binding magiks are too strong and all he does is pull the creature on top of him. Whilst this is happening Heinrich wonders past the background, 
towards the make shift “shrine”. We see him carefully pick up the picture and slip it inside his cloak before turning and sliding from the room.
     Lonnie is transfixed by Lamhia who walks right up to him, wrapping an arm around him. Her eyes start shining a bright blue as she stares 
at Lonnie and his face tenses up. His eyes bulge and his skin starts to go grey… as if his life force is being sucked out of him.

HELEN (VO): Hey, dead bitch!

     Lamhia is distracted and turns to face Helen who punches her square in the jaw. Lamhia stumbles back and Lonnie returns to normal, 
quickly grabbing a broken piece of wood from the floor. 
     Adam still holds off two Skeletons but is getting tired and they seem to be unharmed. Suddenly Skeleton #1 throws off Garry and grabs 
Josh’s axe and swings it towards Adam. Adam dodges the blow but falls over into a doorway, shattering it. He collapses in a store cupboard.
     The four skeletons have regrouped and back Josh and Garry against a wall. 

JOSH: Oh shit.

They look at each other and Garry smiles as the Skeletons raise their swords. Suddenly Adam crashes out of the cupboard carrying a 
sledgehammer, one of many tools we see in the room. Skeleton #4 turns to face him and, in one swift motion, Adam brings the crushing 
instrument down on its ribcage, shattering it! He swings again, smashing the skull and the creature falls apart as the magik link is broken. 
Skeleton #3 goes to stab Adam but josh jumps on it, grabbing the sword arm whilst Garry does the same to Skeleton #2. Adam swings his 
weapon in an arc smashing both of them. Skeleton #1 shoves Adam to the floor and goes to grab a weapon when both Josh and Garry 
get hold of it. Adam looks above them where the old ceiling seems to be rather stressed. 

ADAM: Garry, the ceiling, the handgun!

Garry nods and he and Josh jump away as Garry shoots at the roof. The Skeleton stands and looks up for a second before looking directly 
at the camera, open mouthed. The ceiling crashes down on it, causing it to break apart.
     Lamhia stands glaring at Lonnie and Helen. 

LAMHIA: You think a splinter like that can harm me?

LONNIE: Probably not but it’s all I got.

HELEN: How about this?

Helen reaches around her neck and takes the cross she was wearing and holds it up to Lamhia. The Vampire just laughs.

LAMHIA: What, God? Objects can’t harm us and you have no faith girl!

ADAM (VO): But I do!

He comes up right next to her bearing his cross necklace. His eyes are determined as he holds out the object of his faith. Lamhia screams 
out and collapses back from him, her eyes a deep red. 

LONNIE: Grab her!

Josh, Garry and Helen all get hold of her whilst Adam stands over, bearing his cross. Lonnie grabs the sledgehammer and leans over Lamhia. 
He uses the jagged wood to cut into her top and sticks it into her skin. She tries to struggle but Adam’s faith keeps her at bay. In the background 
we see Stig shaking his head as he tries to pick himself up. Lonnie gets a firm hold on the hammer as Lamhia’s eyes widen in horror. Stig looks 
up at the commotion.

STIG: No!

Lonnie smashes the mallet swiftly, three times into the wood, driving it into the vampires Chest. Lamhia screams in agony as the stake is 
driven deep within her. Blood splatter son the faces of those around her as her body starts to break down, going grey and scrunching up… 
soon it collapses in on itself leaving nothing but dust. Stig’s eyes narrow in hatred as Lonnie and everyone turn to face him.

STIG: Damn you Lonnie! You’re all fucking going to Hell! 

He turns and flees through a nearby exit. Everyone is too exhausted to give chase, they just stand and watch. They Lonnie turns to the 
ashes of Lamhia.

LONNIE: I’m not making the same mistake twice.

He reaches into his pocket and takes out a lighter, he ignites it and drops it amongst the ashes that, unusually, burn with a blue, unnatural 
light… the roaring fire almost a scream. Fade to Black.

California, 10:05 Illinois Time: Tommy is at the wheel and Debra sits, looking annoyed. Up ahead they see a Petrol Station.

DEBRA: So much for being there within the hour.

TOMMY: We’ll ask here, get some directions and refuel.

They pull in and stop the car. An attendant appears, black and middle aged he has a black moustache and wears a cap. This is WALTER 
JONES from Halloween 3. He approaches the car and Tommy gets out to meet him.

WALTER: Can I help you?

TOMMY: Yeah, we’re looking for Santa Mira.

Walter’s face goes dark as he remembers something from his past.

WALTER: Afraid I can’t help you. 

Tommy looks suspicious as he reads the mans face.

TOMMY: Really? Because it’s not far from here form what we can tell. We’re just after the right directions.

WALTER: Look, you don’t want to go there.

TOMMY: And why is that?

WALTER: I’ve been working here a long time and I see a lot of things. That town was nothing but bad luck.

DEBRA: Was?

WALTER: It’s deserted, a ghost town. Ever since…

TOMMY: 1982. Halloween. What happened that night?

WALTER: Look, man, I don’t know. But my mom always said you should help others as long as it don’t cause no trouble. Are you after trouble?

DEBRA: We just want to know the truth.

WALTER: Alright. I’ll give you a name and address, go there and you’ll find your answers.

He reaches into his pocket and takes out a slip of paper and leans it on the car, scribbling away. He gives it to Tommy, staring him in the eyes.

WALTER: That was a strange night, oh yeah, a strange night…

California, 10:55pm Illinois time: Tommy and Debra driving towards another small town, in the car Tommy looks at the piece of paper as 
Debra drives.

DEBRA: How do you know he hasn’t sent us off on a wild goose chase?

TOMMY: I believed him. He also told us the way to Santa Mira, if he was trying to get rid of us I doubt he’d of done that. 

DEBRA: So, this guy he gave us the address of… do you really think he can help?

TOMMY: We’ll see.

Kingley Towers, Apartment 79: Tommy pockets the piece of paper and knocks on the door. After a few moments a voice calls out.

MAN (VO): Who is it?

TOMMY: My names Tommy Doyle, I’m here with my friend Debra Loomis. We’d like to talk to you.

MAN (VO): Oh yeah, what about exactly?

TOMMY: Silver Shamrock. Halloween 1982.

There is a silence on the other side of the door and then the voice returns with a vengeance.

MAN (VO): I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about now get out of here before I call the police!

TOMMY: It’s important.

MAN (VO): I’m calling the cops if you don’t leave now.

Tommy goes to reply but Debra indicates not to. She steps up to the door.

DEBRA: Mr Challis, this is Debra Loomis. We know something happened in 1982, something involving unusual events, we’re just trying to find out 
what. You see we have trouble involving someone named Willow Cochran, his father was named Conal. I believe you knew him.

Silence. Debra looks at Tommy and shrugs when we hear the sound of a lock turning and the door opens to reveal an older, worn out DR 
DAN CHALLIS.

CHALLIS: I never knew he had a son.

TOMMY: Please, sir, we have to find out what happened. 

Dr Challis looks down and nods.

CHALLIS: Come in.

We fade to the three of them sat inside around a coffee table, Dr Challis has a glass of whiskey by his side. Time has obviously passed.

CHALLIS: And that’s my story. Laugh it up, the media sure did.

DEBRA: Believe me Dr Challis, we’ve seen a lot worse in our time.

TOMMY: Dr Challis I have reason to believe Conal Cochran was a member of a Druid Cult that worships a demon named Thorn. The events of 
that night were intended as some kind of mass sacrifice.

DEBRA: And you stopped it.

CHALLIS: I was lucky. The broadcasters detected irregularities in the transmission and shut them down. The third channel remained on a while in 
the local area but the explosion at the factory soon knocked out the transmitter. Gave me a fright though. Afterwards no one wanted to believe me, 
a government official visited me, paid me off. I hoped it was over…

TOMMY: It is for you Dr Challis but we have reason to believe Willow Cochran is in Santa Mira and that he’s kidnapped a young girl.

CHALLIS: Young girl? That was in the news the other day…

Debra suddenly realises something and grabs the news clipping from her coat.

DEBRA: This is the town where that happened!

TOMMY: That’s it, we’re going to Santa Mira. Thanks for everything Dr Challis. 

Dan Challis miles and tosses him a bottle of whiskey.

CHALLIS: You’ll need this, trust me.

Tommy smiles and looks at Debra.

TOMMY: Come on Debra, no time to loose!

February 15th 1982, Ireland: We are in a vast cavern illuminated by candle light. The Man in Black stands at an alter, two Councillors 
dressed in suits either side of him. They are three of the Highest ranking Thorn members and Conal Cochran stands with them, each at 
a different point of the compass.

MIB: You understand that the Cult will not aid or condone this action. However we will respect it.

CONAL: I do indeed.

COUNCILLOR #1: Silver Shamrock has been most profitable for us, this a large risk.

CONAL: I understand but it is my right to make this choice as a member of the Council of Thorn. The Chosen One will not be healed enough to 
make the sacrifice this Halloween and the constellation will not appear again until 1988. If successful this will mark the greatest sacrifice made since
 the old times. The American people will be taught the folly of defying their routes and transforming our holy day to nothing but an excuse for more 
profit. The hills will once more run red with blood.

MIB: Very well. You show greater dedication than many. You go with the blessing of the Overlords and we wish you success.

CONAL: Thank you.

He goes to leave.

MIB: Your son is doing well in his training. You would be proud Mr Cochran.

CONAL: As difficult a child as he could be he always knew when the time was for games and when he would study. I’m proud that Willow 
is pleasing you.

Conal leaves as we fade to…

Santa Mira: Tommy and Debra are driving through a ghost town. The building lay empty and abandoned and gusts of wind blow wastage
through the streets. In the distance sits the vast ruin of the once proud Silver Shamrock factory, now little more than a husk. The car pulls
 up outside the old “Rose of Shannon Motel”. They clamber out and look around.

DEBRA: No wonder that attendant wanted us to stay away.

TOMMY: We got here didn’t we. Now we have to find Willow.

He storms off towards the ruined factory but Debra runs up behind him and grabs his arm, spinning him to face her.

DEBRA: You don’t know what’s in there. You don’t know that he’s even here. This is insane Tommy, you’ve lost it! We’ve got to stop now before…

Tommy pushes her away angrily and takes a gun out of his jacket.

TOMMY: Enough! I’ve got this see, it’s all I need! I thought you’d understand, you were all meant to be here for me, right? Friends. Pathetic, this 
is what it’s come down to me, Willow and a bullet. 

He elans his head back and yells.

TOMMY: Come on asshole! Where the fuck are you! Willow Cochran! 

He hears the sound of clinking boots and turns around. He and Debra stare at the Man in Black approaching them. Standing in front of 
him is a small child wearing a Silver Shamrock pumpkin mask. Tommy instantly goes to lift his gun but Debra grabs his hand.

DEBRA: That’s a child Tommy!

The Man in Black lifts his head and pulls down his face mask to reveal Willow Cochran. He smiles sinisterly.

WILLOW: My father always loved jokes. He could have pulled the greatest one ever in 1982 but it wasn’t to be.

DEBRA: He would have slaughtered America’s youth.

WILLOW: It would have been magnificent. But he failed and Thorn had to take my father as its sacrifice. Still, the technology remained and the
 potential was untapped.

DEBRA: What do you mean?

Tommy does a “twitch smile” as he watches Willow.

TOMMY: Assassination. The ultimate weapon, a TV or radio signal to trigger a lethal device.

Willow holds a tape in one hand and indicates the child wearing the mask with the other.

WILLOW: We had the technology of my father but not the signal. The Agency helped with that and once I take this mask back to Chicago we’ll 
be able to mass produce the greatest weapon known to man. Undetectable, untraceable and lethal.

Tommy seems to sense something and suddenly pushes Debra to the floor as a gun shot goes off. He roles over and fires through a window 
of the Motel multiple times. We hear a cry of pain and the body of Ryder slumps forward.
     Tommy turns back to face Willow only to find TWO Men in Blacks. He looks shocked as the child peels off the mask to reveal the face
 of JENNIFER ALDRED. Her eyes are an emotionless void as she stares forward. 

MIB1: You shot five times. You have one bullet left.

MIB2: Which one’s Willow?

There voices are both identical, distorted. Tommy grits his teeth and nods.

TOMMY: I knew there were more than one of you. What is that, some kind of official “suit” for when you want to cause trouble in public?

MIB1: Something like that.

Tommy trains his gun from one to the other. He looks at the girl.

TOMMY: Come here.

Jennifer slowly starts walking towards him, holding the pumpkin mask. We turn to see that Debra has edged away from the stand off and 
over to Ryder’s body. She reaches down towards his gun when suddenly he looks up snarling, grabbing her throat.

RYDER: You… you bitch…

He picks the gun and goes to shoot when Tommy blasts him in the forehead, finishing him off. His last bullet used he turns to see MIB2 
charge at him and knock him down with a swift kick. MIB1 removes his hat to reveal Willow. He goes over to the girl and uses his 
Thorn Voice.

WILLOW: Jennifer, kill for him.

She pulls a large knife from her pocket and approaches Debra who is trying to pull the gun from Ryders clenched hand. She looks up at 
the young child in horror.

DEBRA: Jennifer no, don’t!

WILLOW: She must. She’s a potential Chosen One, a child touched by Thorn. Though Michael still holds that position she will be a honoured 
member of our group, a position she will secure with your death.

DEBRA: No…

The girl lifts the knife and Debra dodges back and the knife imbeds in Ryders already rather dead body. She cannot pull it out and turns to 
look at Willow. 

WILLOW: Ms Loomis you are beginning to aggravate me.

Tommy meanwhile is thrown to the ground by the MIB2 who seems to be well versed in many forms of fighting. He kicks Tommy square 
in the ribs. 

CARLY (VO): Promise me nothing bad will ever come between us.

Tommy’s eyes narrow in anger and as the foot flies forward again he grabs it and pulls the MIB2 to the ground. Willow turns to see this 
and Debra takes the chance to punch him square on the jaw and grab the tape from his grasp.

WILLOW: No!

Debra rushes over to the car and clambers in. Jennifer stands watching, emotionless. Willow rushes inside the motel as Debra starts up 
and heads towards the MIB2. As the Thorn member clambers up Debra smashes into him causing him to shoot into the air and hit the 
concrete with a loud thud. She pulls around to Tommy. 

DEBRA: Get in!

TOMMY: Willow has to pay! 

DEBRA: Tommy he will but not today, not now!

Ads she speaks Willow comes out the motel with an Uzi and loads it. Seeing this Tommy dives in the car as Debra pulls away. Willow 
starts shooting and catches the tiers causing Debra to swerve to a stop. Tommy reaches into his pocket, getting an idea. He picks up 
Dan Challis’ gift of a bottle of whiskey.

DEBRA: Shit.

Willow approaches, a sadistic grin on his face.

WILLOW: Give me the tape!

Tommy leans out the window holding the tape.

TOMMY: You want the fucking thing then have the fucking thing!

 He holds up the tape, dripping wet with whiskey and takes out a lighter. Willow looks in horror as Tommy ignite the tape and tosses 
it towards him, hitting him squarely in the face. Willow stumbles back as his clothes catch alight.

WILLOW: Agh, shit!

He drops to the floor, rolling to put the flames out as Debra starts the engine and, wheels still damaged, drives off. She circles around 
towards the young girl and stops.

DEBRA: Tommy, grab her!

Tommy reaches out and tries to  pull the unmoving girl into the car. However she instantly fights back.

TOMMY: What the…

She looks at him and, for a moment, her eyes truly are pure black. She hisses.

JENNIFER: Thorn.

Tommy rips the mask from her grasp and shoves her away.

TOMMY: Go then Debra, there’s no hope for her.

DEBRA: Tommy…

TOMMY: Drive!

Reluctantly she accelerates away as Jennifer stands emotionless.

Moments later Willow has put his burning clothes out and is left holding the smouldering remains of the tape. He glares after the two 
of them.

WILLOW: This isn’t over.

As Debra drives away Tommy sits looking at the mask. He turns it over to see the Silver Shamrock logo which he prises open, inside 
he sees a small piece of stone. He shrugs and take sit out and tosses it from the window before turning to Debra.

TOMMY: You were right. Wrong time, wrong place.

DEBRA: I’m glad you see that.

Tommy’s eyes narrow.

TOMMY: But soon, I can feel it, very soon Thorn will suffer for what they’ve done.

Debra looks at him worried as they drive off into the night.

Fade to Black.

The “Halloween III: Season of the Witch” theme plays over the credits.

Season Three
Episode 13
Season of the Damned
By Scarecrow
Script Editor: Screamer009
Creative Consultant: Robbie.red666
Production Advisor: MysterioMan007